SPARKSTER VS MARIO
It is a bright, sunny day in the Kingdom of Zephyrus. The flowers are blooming, the sun is giving off rays of gloriness. Our hero, Sparkster, is teaching his son to be a Rocket Knight, like himself.
"Alright, son. Now, show me your sword skills."
Sparkster's son, Jack, takes his sword and starts to attack a wooden dummy that Sparkster had set up for this occaision.
"Show me high attack!"
Jack slices at the neck of the dummy, cutting it's throat.
"Now low!"
Jack chops at the feet and cuts a foot off.
"Now, mid attack!"
Jacks takes the sword and plunges it through the chest of the dummy.
"Very nice."
"Dad? My sword's stuck."
"Nevermind it, Jack. You are almost ready."
Jack is about up to Sparkster's shoulder, and is thirteen years of age. His hair is black, and usually wears a white shirt and jeans. He has a scar on his left cheeck due to a miscalculation of the sword. Even though it isn't long, it still is very noticable.
"Jack? Lunch is ready!" Sparkster's wife, Anna, hollers for her son.
Anna is a bit shorter than Sparkster, by about an inch. She will wear a skirt, with a long-sleeved shirt, usually red.
"Coming, mom! Hey, dad?"
"What?"
"Were you saving this dummy just for this?"
"Yes. I knew that you would one day be a Rocket Knight."
"Will I have a rocketpack? Like you?"
"One day, when you're ready."
"Awesome! Oh, I gotta have lunch."
"You know how your mother is."
"Yeah, I'll see you after lunch."
Jack walks into the house. Sparkster looks up at the sky.
"I sense something, something...different.."
Sparkster goes into the house, and up into his daughter's room.
"Knock, knock. Anyone home?"
"Hey, dad."
"How's my girl doing?"
"I'm doing good."
"What's the matter, Sitrus? You look a little down."
Sitrus is Sparkster's daughter, sixteen years old. She wears a black jacket, and usually wears jeans. She is just as tall as Jack.
"Oh, nothing."
"Alright, well I'll let you do your thing, whatever it is." Sparkster leaves the room, and Sitrus takse out her phone
"Hello, I'm back."
Sparkster then walks into the kitchen, and meets his wife there.
"Hi, honey." Sparkster says before giving her a little kiss on the cheek.
"Hello. How was training with Jack?"
"Well, didn't really train with him. I just trained him."
"Okay. Well, I have to do the dishes, and you need to go get groceries."
"Alright, just give me the money."
"Yeah, right. Hhahah!"
"Bye, I'll be back in a half an hour."
"Okay, Bye!"
Sparkster walks out the front door, and looks to the west.
"That feeling, it's back. Why?"
He begins to walk again, and meets up with his friend along the way.
"Hey, Hal! How are you?"
"I'm good, you?"
"Ah, just teaching my son to be a Rocket Knight."
"Yeah, me too. It's too bad we couldn't send them to Rocket Knight school sice, well you know."
"Yeah, yeah. Well, I best be on my way. Good to see you."
"You too, alright take care!"
The two separate, and Sparkster enters the store.
"Okay, we need milk and eggs...Ah! Here they are!"
Sparkster takes the items and walks up to the cashier.
"That'll be five-ninety-nine."
Sparkster takes the money out and pays for the groceries.
"Have a good day, sir."
Sparkster walks home, seeing something has happened.
"What happened to our house! Sitrus! Jack! Anna!"
Sparkster runs up to a fireman.
"What the hell happened to my house!"
"Someone, something came to your house and stolen your family. They then burned down your house. I'm sorry."
The fireman walks away to his truck, and drives off.
"W..What?"
Sparkster falls on his knees, and finds a note that says
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If-a you want them-a back-a, you'll-a have to-a take them-a from-a my hands-a! My name is-a Mario, and your family is being taken to-a mushroom kingdom!
Mario Mario
He then walks into his shed, where he finds his old gear hanging up.
"It's been a long time since I've seen you."
He puts on his gear and rocketpack and flies into action for the first time in sixteen years.
"I'm off to the mushroom kingdom, where I'll meet this 'Mario' and get revenge for what he's done."
What Sparkster's life has been like since he retired.
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